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Jan 19, 2017

I have a question for you.

I just found out that the link to my tumblr sex stories page, on tumbler, doesn't show up the way I wanted, if at all. So I'm adding the tag 'my stories' to them so they can be found easier. My question is this. Do you even like my stories?

Yes - They expand very well on the photos used and they get me hot.
No - The photos are good, but I don't come here to read.
No - I didn't know you wrote stories.
Please Specify:

Now, this is a poll originally made for my tumblr page, so of course you know that I write stories. So for you, only the first two answers mater. :)

Jan 13, 2017

New Toy… Boy or Coach? {Athlete/Coach}

[ I have a number of short stories over at Tumblr. So short, I don't really like to call them stories. I even labeled them blips in some of the tags. But I promised I would share, so I'm going to pick the longest ones to re-post here. And maybe one or two that I really liked that aren't so long.]

[The photo I got this story from can be found at the link below along with the Tumblr post I'm copying this from.]


“Welcome to the minor league gentlemen,” the coach started as he stood in front of the whole team for the first time that season. It appeared that everyone was on time today. 
The owner of the team had been worried that not everyone would have shown up. And just not for the first day, but for the whole season with everyone trying to hold on to the jobs that they already had during the off-season. But he seemed to have been worried for nothing. Neither the owner or the coach had received such letters. But as the owner walked up to the front of the group as he was introduced by the coach, he finally put his fears to rest. 
The coach steps down and stands next to one of the newbies, who was standing up front. They struck up a quiet conversation as the owner stated convincingly that everyone will be paid in full and on time. That all their past grievances had been addressed. He welcomed the newbies by name and thanked everyone for coming back for another season before stepping down and having the coach step back up. 
“Well,” he started. “Not much left to say except let’s practice.” he ended before clapping his hands once and having everyone else start clapping before they turned to find their locker and start to change. 
“Allen,” the coach calls out as he walks past the newbie and head towards his office. “A moment,” he tacked on as he continued walking. The newbie of 24 years, walked behind his new coach that looked as in shape as he was, down a side hallway towards an office that was roomy and well lived in. 
The coach told him to shut the door and take a seat. He himself sat behind his desk before reaching for a purple envelope. 
“I found this on my desk when I came in today. This is some joke to possible throw me off my game is it?” he asked the young man. Allen looks at the closed envelope before looking up at his coach.
“No, it’s all true,” he confirms. 
“So then explain to me why I shouldn’t be worried that you are gay? Are you celibate?” he asks him.
“God no!” Allen exclaimed in surprise and with a laugh. 
“Married?” the coach tries next.
“Nope,” Allen says as he shakes his head.
“In a committed relationship?” was his next try,
“Not currently,” Allen shot down. 
“Then why?” the coach asked to move the conversation along and towards an answer. 
“Because I don’t sleep with other players. That can de-evolve into jealous public fights. I also won’t be with some outside person who wouldn’t really be ready for all the traveling I would have to be doing,” Allen started. “I normally hook up with the coach, once he doesn’t get too power hungry,” he ended as he continued to look at the coach to see his reaction. 
“And if the coach is married?” he asked back without missing a beat. 
“She doesn’t travel with the team. This is the minor league. She stays home and works. At least she has so far,” Allen says as he leans forward thinking this may work out also. 
“And you have done this with all your coaches?” he is now asked as his current coach leans back and seems to get comfortable with the idea.
“There was this one coach back in college, but he was bad all around and replaced half way through my first year on the team. The next guy was much better.” They both now stayed quiet as they mulled over ideas and sized the other one up. This has almost never gone the same way twice for Allen. He stands and looks across the desk as the coach looks up to see what was happening. 
“I can give you a demonstration of one of my skills if you like?” Allen suggested. 
— End of Part One — 
Check back for Part Two. :) 

Free Standing Cheerleader {Teens/Younger-Older}

[ I have a number of short stories over at Tumblr. So short, I don't really like to call them stories. I even labeled them blips in some of the tags. But I promised I would share, so I'm going to pick the longest ones to re-post here. And maybe one or two that I really liked that aren't so long.]

[The photo I got this story from can be found at the link below along with the Tumblr post I'm copying this from.]


I always wonder how they can free stand like that when being eaten out. Is the girl holding on to her legs that tightly, or did the artist didn’t think about that? Or, are there more people out there than I realize who can have any kind of sex standing up?
You know what would make this better? They were in the middle of the girl’s locker room with the other cheerleaders and they were all standing around watching. And yes, the girl standing would be leaning back against something. A wall, or a locker or door of some kind.
So why isn’t there any underwear to be seen here either? Did they not wear any to the game? Was it really a game or just a practice? I’m picking practice. In fact, the coach did this. He said that they weren’t kicking high enough. Acting like they weren’t wearing any underwear. So he made them take them off.
Most of them weren’t wearing bras to begin with. Enjoying the few great years before they really needed one. So in some offbeat part of his mind, he thought that now their bottoms matched their tops.
So during practice hands were all over thighs, under asses, squishing pussies. Some hands got wetter and wetter over time. By the time they finished practice the coach was satisfied with their progress and threatened that they may practice without underwear from now on. To help them lose those inhibitions that prevented a girl from opening up her legs.
The second girl that made it to the locker was immediately grabbed by the first one. They kissed, they fondled breasts, then the first girl dropped down and went under the second girl’s skirt head first. By now half the team was in the room and in different stages of undress and looking on.
Wait. Aren’t boys on Cheerleading teams? Yes, yes they are. So where are they? Some will think that they went to the guy’s locker room. Some might have and they would be rubbing one out, hidden from the other guys, as they all remember all the pussies that they saw in the last hour or two.
One or two of them I’m sure, have girlfriends on the team and is in their locker room pounding the pussy that they, other guys, are dreaming of. Then there’s the bi guy and the bi coach who somehow made it off the field first and were cleaning up the evidence of their fucking good time when the standing girl came.

Jan 7, 2017


Last night I got into it a little with one of my artists. That so doesn't sound right. I have to explain.

I know and help a few webcomic artists. For one of them, I reformat their comic pages and post them over at Tapastic. It's a fanfic comic of the game MassEffect. She had already posted them on DA and I thought it was too good not to share. She said that I could go ahead and do it if I wanted to. So I did, and she helped with providing me with her photoshop files. My problem there is that she stopped. The world and real life derailed her time, but I'm hoping she gets back to it this year. I'll have to remind her that it's still there waiting for her along with all the followers over at Tapastic.

Another artist I'm working with, but in a different way also took some time off, a year I think, is back and started up again last month. For this one I keep her Blogger website updated. I'm mostly just her webmaster. I looked at her website one day and I told her that her site was broken and she confessed that he couldn't do anything with it. It was beyond her. So she gave me access and I cleaned it up and gave it a new theme and all that. Now I just post updates, new pages and anything else that has to do with her comic.

 Royal Pain

For the other and last one, I correct her English. She's Russan and although she knows most of the words, it's how she used them that prompted me to offer my help in making her wording more... understandable. She's a great artist and I didn't want her words to keep her from getting traction in the webcomic world. I was lucky to catch her at the start of her comic. I showed up after conception but at execution.


It's with her I had the little fit with.

So anyway, she sends me what she wants them to say, kinda like a script and I correct it and send it back to her. A few times I honest don't understand what she is trying to say and that goes back and forth a few times until we get it figured out and we are both happy with the words in the end.

Well, a week or so back I got the dialog for pages 10-22 or something like that and on the first page, she had this outcry of surprise that I thought wasn't in character for who she gave it to. So I took it out and explained why when she brought it up. I didn't think anything of it, and we got all the corrections done.

Now last night she posted that page and I see she kept the outburst but changed the words used. So I sent her a note in DA and said that if she really wanted the outburst I might have been able to find something better for her. I also didn't think that she used the word she had correctly.

I tried to change the words and that I may not be able to come up with something better and explain why I think it shouldn't be there at all. But then I did. I was quite happy that I was able to find some kind of outcry that matched the person.

But then she wrote me back and had issue with almost everything else that I said. I then tried to explain and she completely misunderstood. I even wrote, "I'm not bad mouthing you or your comic." She then quotes it back to me and asks why I was helping her at all if I didn't like her work. I almost pulled my hair at reading that. What on earth was going on?

After I clawed that back from the edge for us to be on what I think is good ground, I wonder if one of her friends wasn't messing with me. I started that whole thing so she would know that she could challenge the words or ideas I have for her dialog. That she didn't have the work around me and instead she seemed to believe that I didn't like her comic or how she draws or something else which isn't true.

Why would I work to have the words back to her as quickly as possible? Why would I apologize for not being online all day and just getting her note of words? Why would I be submitting each new page to clubs I'm in for a bit more exposure? Why would I be up at 3am trying to make sure we are both happy with what I come up with and making sure they sounded in character if I didn't want to do this?

So that leads me to what I titled this post. Languages. I think that we have been lucky until now not to have had a real misunderstanding due to speaking different languages.

And after all that, I don't think she even saw the correction I sent her for that first page even though I sent it to her twice. So that has darkened my mood a little.


Jan 3, 2017

Re-posting on Watt Pad


Yesterday I started to post my story "Painful Equality" over on Watt Pad.

I have two parts up already and I will be posting one per day.

But currently I have and issue. I don't like the spacing between the paragraphs. So when you go from one part to the next you will see this.

I would like you to tell me which you like better when reading. 😊

So you get and update and being asked for help at the same time.

Oh, you notice that the cover is slightly different. I had to resize it for Wattpad and I didn't have the other font on my computer yet. 😊